Doak, beauties, I am glad you posted them on our forum for all our friends to see. I responded to this post, but I am trying out Firefox and it appears that the response to your post was not sent. Hmmmm....wondering. Love these pictures!!!! Have a wonderful day, best of our life. Cindi

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There are strange things done in the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold. The Arctic trails have their secret tales that would make your blood run cold. The Northern Lights have seen queer sights, but the queerest they ever did see, what the night on the marge of Lake Lebarge, I cremated Sam McGee. Robert Service

Doak, holy carumba, get a load of that picture, wonderful. I love frogs, this one is a toad though? I do not see toads around here very much. I saw one about 3 years ago, it had somehow crawled or fallen into the basement stairwell, and was stuck there, so I took it out and put in into the bushes. But I have never seen one again. We have tree frogs.

When I was a kid growing up in an area about 40 km from my home now, my Mother had an enormous resident toad, it lived in our garden for years and years (at least I presume it was the same one :) :) :). Toads and frogs are wonderful creatures, I love them. Have this great and beautiful day, wonderful life. Cindi

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There are strange things done in the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold. The Arctic trails have their secret tales that would make your blood run cold. The Northern Lights have seen queer sights, but the queerest they ever did see, what the night on the marge of Lake Lebarge, I cremated Sam McGee. Robert Service

Doak, look how chubby he is, he must surely be a well fed little dude, yeah!!!! Eating bad bugs!!!! Beauty of a picture, so glad that you got a camera, keep those pics comin' on!!!! Have a great and wonderful day, beauty of this life, great health. Cindi

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There are strange things done in the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold. The Arctic trails have their secret tales that would make your blood run cold. The Northern Lights have seen queer sights, but the queerest they ever did see, what the night on the marge of Lake Lebarge, I cremated Sam McGee. Robert Service